Song Description
Danceable meditation on war and death
Song Length |
4:09 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Composed, Tense |
Subject |
War, Existence |
Similar Artists |
The Clash, Siouxsie And The Banshees |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
This is how it begins behind the walls
Birds of prey wheel and call
In the yellow air the pilgrims fall
The guards in the temple draw their knives
There just isn't room to take them all
In the heat you lose your sense of time
But the days move inexorably forward
In silent streets where children used to run
Smoke from distant fires beyond the horizon
As you wait for nightfall to come
Don't fall to pieces when they come for you
You can learn to forget
You can start anew
These times call for a steady hand, my friend
Though there are those who will mourn you your glory shall live on
Wash your steel in the river, my friend
Your time too soon shall come
Don't fall to pieces when they beg their lives from you
You can learn to forget
You can start anew
I feel our time draws to a close, my friend
Yet how the minutes creep
And how we wait we crouch and claw upon the ground
In the dark they will hardly know you
In the dark they will hardly know you
You don't want to lose your head, my friend
Forget yourself completely
It will be much easier
Find it within you, you will be born anew
And now the time has come
When you and I must part
Can't you hear them coming?
Killers and Romans on the boulevards